Weekend at Belladonna dreams (Rated PG version: Weekend at Bernie's, but much more fun and with a live body) sorry youngsters, most of you probably don't know that movie 🤔
Blog Note: Take a seat and kick back when it comes to reading this blog; its a long one. I found my muse that inspired me to write once again!!!
It all started quite some time ago. As I was strolling the hallways of Cage with my best pair of Keds on and chasing skirts as I have always done, I came across a cute and flirty woman. We introduced each other and hit it off rather well in conversation. During the conversation we both found that we were involved with others so a friendship was formed between us.
Over time we kept in touch with each other as friends do to see how things were going with each other. We both learned that our relationships were struggling and we provided each other support and comfort. Eventually her relationship ended and mine never became a reality that I so desperately wanted. My relationship had many complications to it, however the one I was with understood my need to physically be with someone and it was agreed that I could look for a playmate to meet those needs. She also understood that should someone cross my path, that brought on the emotions and passion within me and I felt I had a real connection, that she would accept the possibility of me pursuing that new relationship. Her situation prevented us from coming together for over 2 years and as she termed it; I was skin deprived".
Well, as fate and Lady luck would have it, my friend BellaDonna dream happened to be roaming the same hallways looking a bit lost and feeling the same need of someone to share a good conversation, have a few laughs, and fulfill an "itch" to be herself within a lifestyle session with someone trusted and knowing that she would be safe should she surrender herself to him.
During a conversation one night, we were discussing this "itch" that we both had in common. At some point during the night we found ourselves playfully flirting with each other and one thing led to another (virtual play session). We both enjoyed our little session; I was the consummate Dom who knew how to bring out the best in such a beautiful, willing, obedient submissive such as Belladonna dream. We've both found it very enjoyable, it gave us a moment as satisfaction that tempered that "itch" a bit. We both came to realize that although the session, enjoyable as it was, only scratched the surface of what we both needed. The physical touch of someone.
It didn't take us long after we caught our breath from the playful session to come up with the idea, "hey why the fuck don't we come together for a weekend of real play session or two?" After all ladies and gentlemen, we have already done all the hard work of getting to know each other, establishing a trust and bond between each other over the time spent talking to each other as friends in the months before. Note: Those of you who are true to the lifestyle, you know that is the foundation for any lifestyle dynamic. (Lesson #1 for all newcomers in the community)
As Belladonna dream mentioned in her blog, it was a simple plan of two friends who had great respect for each other, who both had the same "itch" to scratch. No strings attached other than two friends having a great time in conversation and when the mood struck us we would dabble into a lifestyle session or two. It seemed like a great idea and it would be fail-proof because we are only seeking the scratch that preverbal "itch", having a few laughs as friends, and parting ways with no additional expectations other than possible future sessions.
Well the day came that we had set up for me to come to her place. We're both were excited to finally come face-to-face as friends. It was a short ride of 7 hours on my part and it was pretty much an uneventful ride until I hit Chicago!!!! Damn you Chicago!!!!!! 😡 But I survived getting through there and eventually arrived at Belladonna dreams house. As I pulled up to her house she was outside watering some plants. Our eyes met, I played it cool sitting in my SUV, not letting on to the fact that all I could hear myself thinking in my head "SCORE!!!!" She was a beautiful tall intoxicating vision to see. I knew right then and there I had to see her on her knees. *Oops slow down there cowboy*😉
I got out of my GMC Envoy and walked up to her with her giving me a huge warm hug and a kiss. It was as if we were lifelong friends who have shared many get-togethers in the past. There was no shyness, hesitation, or awkwardness from the very moment that we came together. It goes to show you, if you do the groundwork ahead of time getting to know each other here on Cage, building that trust and bond even as friends you never know that one day it may become much more down the road.
After the warm welcome, we sat down in lawn chairs outside and our conversation flowed endlessly and effortlessly as it always had during our long-distance conversations. There was no sense of nervousness between the two of us at all. But there was a sense of heightened awareness of our underlying reason why we were coming together. To finally scratch that "itch" that we both felt the need to have scratched; an all out, no holds bar, full of lust and desire, to dominate and serve.
There came a point where Belladonna dream could not hold back any longer and she snatched me out of my lawn chair, flung me over her shoulders, carried me up the steps of her house into her bedroom, and tossed to me onto the bed, tore off the clothes off my back, and ravish my body. *Oops not true but it was a fun dream* 🤣 *signs of a switch? Nah joking*
Now back to the true story. 😉
So after a delightful conversation outside we decided to take it inside and after I had watched her stretch and do her exercises (damn I wanted to jump your bones right then and there) We went into the bedroom and in a flash we entered into our first lifestyle session. It had started off rather tame, being intimate and full of passion, with a lot affectionate kisses and twisted bodies together. A warm up to what was to come. It was obvious at that point that we had made the right decision to come together. We both had needs to be met; one was simply to be held and given the attention of another caring individual.
The dynamic between us came as natural as breathing air; both of us instinctively knowing what it was to bring the most pleasure as we progressed within the session. Rarely there was a word spoken. We moved from one aspect of the lifestyle to another as if we knew each other's bodies and could read each other's minds. Belladonna dream was the epitome of an attentive, intuitive submissive who knew her way around my body that no one else has ever done in the past. She brought me so much pleasure and I could see it in her eyes how much pleasure she herself was experiencing in pleasing me as she was. Her unselfishness in surrendering her mind and body to me as she did was perhaps one of the most beautiful things that I have ever experienced.
As the session progressed, my Sadist side slowly reared his personality. Belladonna dream bravely accepted every strike that came down upon her, turned that pain into pleasure as if I was kissing her body from head to toe.
This was the first of 3 marathon lifestyle sessions that lasted well into the next morning. After each session we would lie there in each other's arms, gently stroking and tending to each other; falling asleep in each other's arms and our bodies entwined into each other's.
We did manage to get a few hours sleep each night, took time for a bite to eat, ran a few errands, and walking her dogs. I do barely remember the layout of her house. LOL
Not only was Belladonna dream attentive to my needs during our lifestyle sessions, she also spoiled me with her skillful massages and other ways of showing me that she remained in her submissive mind-set throughout my visit and enjoyed every moment doing so.
There came a point during Saturday night's session that we both came to the same conclusion of what we were experiencing between us was more than what we expected. From the moment we met face-to-face, to the way we instinctively knew what it was that each needed from each other, to the passion in which we fully engaged with each other during our sessions; that this had become more than just two friends coming together for some fun. There was a true connection that was undeniable.
That was the moment that I felt as if I found My true "one"; I finally felt complete both on a personal and lifestyle level with someone who is true to her word as to who she is and who was not all words and no action.
At that moment without hesitation, I asked her to become my friend, my lady, my lover, and my submissive; not as we had initially discussed, but to take the journey of life with me. And I am honored to say that she accepted my proposal!!!
Sunday, after getting a couple hours sleep we had to run a few errands that was a little disheartening because it took away from the valuable little time that we had planned for the weekend. However when we got home, we once again indulged in the pleasures of each other's bodies for the remainder of the day and night that lasted well into the Monday morning.
After a couple hours of sleep, the morning that we both had dreaded all weekend but never wanted to speak of, had come. It was time for us to part ways and for me to return home. 😔☹️ I got up out of bed, leaving her sleeping, went to the kitchen to make my couple cups of coffee. As I sat outside drinking my coffee I reflected on the wonderful time that we spent over our weekend together and how I wished we had much more time. The time seemed to have gone by so quickly and I wanted so much more. Our innocent intended friend's play sessions had turned into something much deeper than I had expected in respect of my feelings toward Belladonna desires; they were real and deep. She not only touched me physically, but managed to get behind an emotional guard that I had up when I first got to her place. After having my cups of coffee and went back into the bedroom and laid down next to my sleeping beauty. She had set her alarm and she kept hitting the snooze button. I knew that was a sign that she too was feeling a heaviness of what this morning meant. That she was not ready to face the fact that we were parting ways. I finally had to pull her out of bed because she had some place to be at a certain time and it was time for me to leave. She got dressed and prepared herself for her morning. We went outside, gave each other a hug and a kiss and proceeded to each of our vehicles. we sat in our vehicles for what seemed eternity because neither one of us wanted to move. But we did. I spent the next 100 miles as I traveled down the road with a very heavy heart and hearing myself say "turn around, turn around, turn around". I was able to quiet my mind and continue the rest of the way home. The ride home seemed exceptionally longer than 8 hours that it took to get home.
When I got home I sent her a message to let her know I arrived safely and expressed that I can't wait for the next time for us to come together. It will not come quick enough.
P.S. For the last time, I am hanging up my Keds back in the closet, because the only skirt I will be chasing is belladonna dreams skirt. 🤔😉😁😋😍